she flies


By Mike O’Connell
then there was
that four legged chicken
who could gallop
like a horse
waiting to buck(buck)
ever peckish
jerking along
eyes on the ground
seeking seeds
anything resembling food
esoteric fantasies of flight
when night holds
her tight
to the ground
she flies
then gallops away
to jump over the moon
waiting for the flying food
to be delivered by the day


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